Faltlined (1)

Flatline
Doctor leans over me
In my eyes he can that im dying
No time to mourn no time to find time to cry. If I were to
relive my life would I choose to end it. Why so confused why no
more good news. Where am I going to go when im gone. I chose my
choice now im to far out, hidden in doubt. If I could hold time
I'd never let it fly by. Im not okay im not fine . Ive realized
ive flat lined. Whispers in the night fighting for a fight to
survive through flatline. My life in shambles my memories
scrambled. my gritting teeth begin to bleed. This hell I scream.
My body fused by the flame. Cracked between the crevices of
forgotten memories. How did i get here. I don't deserve this. I
lead a good life. Now I'm deserted. I try to breathe but it
starting to seem that im held by the chains that i have carried
with me. All my useless desires fade to a sea of gray. I will
never see the light of day. bounded and confined I lay down to
cry as the pain seeps through my skin. I missed the mark and
theres no turning back. I've cross the line. Is this what it
means to flatline.